少年维特的烦恼 英文版 The Sorrows of Young Werther
歌德 Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
AUGUST 21.
My sensations are constantly changing. Sometimes a happy prospectopens before me; but alas! it is only for a moment; and then, whenI am lost in reverie, I cannot help saying to myself, "If Albertwere to die? -- Yes, she would become -- and I should be" -- andso I pursue a chimera, till it leads me to the edge of a precipiceat which I shudder.
When I pass through the same gate, and walk along the same roadwhich first conducted me to Charlotte, my heart sinks within meat the change that has since taken place. All, all, is altered!No sentiment, no pulsation of my heart, is the same. My sensationsare such as would occur to some departed prince whose spirit shouldreturn to visit the superb palace which he had built in happy times,adorned with costly magnificence, and left to a beloved son, butwhose glory he should find departed, and its halls deserted andin ruins.